1. It's small!
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2. No, please. No! Please!
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3. Davey!
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4. Come running, lad!
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5. Stop!
Brand you like a damn steer, bitch!
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6. No. Please!
- Hold the bitch! Go on, hold her!
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7. Hold her, damn it,
I'll cut her tits off!
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8. Go get Skinny! Quick!
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9. - Ah!
Mike, don't!
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10. Skinny!
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11. Think it's funny'?
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12. Skinny, get the gun!
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13. The gun, Skinny!
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14. Get off of her, cowboy.
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15. Wouldn't let you settle it?
You know Skinny.
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16. He says he'll shoot them.
I says, "You can't."
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17. He says, "Get Little Bill."
I says, "He's sleeping."
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18. He says he don't care.
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19. She gonna die?
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20. She's gonna live.
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21. She didn't steal nothing
or touch his poke.
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22. When she seen
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23. she giggled.
She didn't know no better.
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24. You can hang them, Little Bill.
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25. Clyde...
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26. step over to the office
and get the bullwhip.
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27. A whipping's all they get
after what they done?
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28. - It ain't no little thing, Alice.
- But what they done—
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29. Alice! Shut up!
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30. - Whipping ain't gonna settle this.
- No?
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31. Here's a contract between me
and Delilah Fitzgerald, the cut whore.
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32. I brought her from Boston,
paid her expenses and all.
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33. I got a contract that represents
an investment of capital.
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34. Property.
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35. Damaged property.
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36. Like if I hamstrung
one of their ponies.
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37. You think nobody'll fuck her now?
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38. Hell, no!
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39. Won't pay to do it.
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40. She can clean, but nobody's gonna pay
good money for a cut-up whore!
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41. You boys are off the Bar T.
Got your own string of ponies?
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42. Yeah, I got four.
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43. Six.
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44. You just as soon
not have a trial, no fuss?
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45. No, sir.
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46. All right.
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47. You did the cutting.
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48. Come the fall, you bring in
five ponies to Skinny here.
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49. Five?
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50. And you!
You bring in two.
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51. You give them over, hear?
- Yes, sir.
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52. Here's the bullwhip, Bill.
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53. Maybe we don't need this now.
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54. Let me tell you, come the spring,
Skinny don't have those ponies...
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55. - I'll come looking for you.
- You ain't whipping them?
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56. I fined them instead, Alice.
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57. Skinny gets some ponies and that's it?
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58. That ain't fair.
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59. That ain't fair!
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60. Haven't you seen
enough blood tonight?
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61. Hell, Alice!
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62. It ain't like they was tramps or
loafers or bad men. They were just...
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63. hardworking boys that was foolish.
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64. - If they was given over to wickedness—
- Like whores?
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65. Alice? Tend to Delilah.
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66. Go ahead.
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67. I got $85.
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68. I don't know.
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69. If Delilah doesn't care,
why are we so riled up?
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70. Just because we let them fools
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71. don't mean we let them
brand us like horses.
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72. Maybe we ain't nothing but whores,
but, by God, we ain't horses!
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73. I got $112.
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74. That's everything.
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75. How about you, Faith?
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76. Two hundred.
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77. Two hundred and forty dollars.
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78. Jesus, Faith!
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79. Been giving Skinny something special?
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80. She laughed.
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81. With what Kate got, and Silky,
me and Little Sue—
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82. It ain't enough.
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83. Not yet, maybe.
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84. You don't look like no
rootin'-tootin'...
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85. son of a bitching
cold-blooded assassin.
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86. Say what?
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87. My guess is you're calling yourself
Mr. William Munny.
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88. You have me confused with
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89. The same one who shot Charlie Pepper
in Lake County?
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90. Pa! Hey, Pa!
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91. What's up, son?
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92. Two more hogs got the fever.
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93. You shot Charlie Pepper.
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94. You killed William Harvey
and robbed that train in Missouri.
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95. Hold on, mister.
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96. Son, get those hogs separated there.
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97. Penny, help your brother.
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98. That one's sick too?
Yeah.
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99. We'll talk inside.
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100. So you're Pete Sothow's nephew?
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101. I thought you'd come to kill me for
something I'd done in the old days.
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102. I could have. Easy.
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103. I guess maybe so.
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104. You don't look like no meaner-than-hell,
cold-blooded damn killer.
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105. Maybe I ain't.
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106. Uncle Pete says you was the meanest
goddamn son of a bitch alive.
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107. And if I wanted a partner
for a killing, you were the worst one.
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108. Meaning the best.
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109. On account as
you're as cold as snow...
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110. and don't have no
weak nerve nor fear.
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111. Pete said that?
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112. Yeah, he did.
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113. I'm a killer myself,
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114. I ain't killed as many as you
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115. Schofield Kid,
that's what they call me.
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116. Why?
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117. You from Schofield?
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118. No, it's on account...
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119. of my Schofield model
Smith & Wesson pistol.
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120. How about it, Will?
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121. How about what?
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122. How about being my partner?
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123. I'm heading north through Niobrara
to Wyoming to kill two no-good cowboys.
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124. For what?
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125. For cutting up a lady.
Cut up her face.
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126. Cut her eyes out,
cut her ears off.
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127. They even cut her teats.
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128. Jesus.
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129. $1000 reward, Will.
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130. 500 apiece.
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131. Pa?
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132. I can't move those damn pigs!
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133. Watch your cussing, will you?
Do the best you can with it.
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134. Then go to the pump
and get cleaned up. Come on.
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135. I ain't like that anymore, Kid.
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136. It was whiskey done it as
much as anything else.
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137. I ain't had a drop in over 10 years.
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138. My wife, she cured me of that.
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139. Cured me of drinking and wickedness.
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140. You don't look so prosperous.
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141. You could buy her a new dress
with your half.
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142. - If we kill them, you can buy your—
- She's passed on.
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143. What?
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144. - Been gone near 3 years now.
- Oh.
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145. Don't tell no one about the reward.
I don't need other gunmen collecting.
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146. - We don't see no one out here.
- Yeah.
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147. If you was to change your mind,
I'll be riding due west...
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148. for the trail into Wyoming.
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149. Come on, let's separate those hogs.
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150. Two others.
I think they got the fever.
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151. Took you boys a while.
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152. A few more days and I was
gonna call on the sheriff.
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153. How about that?
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154. The river was all swelled up.
Couldn't cross it.
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155. I bet. Sleepy,
get them horses to the livery.
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156. Neil, take that one
over around the back.
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157. Yeah. Come on. Get them in there.
Come on.
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158. Now there's a beauty.
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159. You got two of mine.
This here one ain't yours.
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160. We'll see about that.
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161. Bastards! Get out of town!
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162. Sick sons of bitches!
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163. Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
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164. Don't come back, butcher!
- This here pony...
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165. I brung for the lady my partner out.
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166. Whoa. Whoa.
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167. She's the best.
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168. Better than the ones I gave him.
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169. She can sell her...
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170. or do what she wants.
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171. A pony? She ain't got no face left,
you give her a mangy pony?
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172. She ain't mangy!
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173. Get out of here!
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174. Whoa! Whoa!
We don't need your damn charity!
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175. Get out of our town
and don't come back!
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176. Get out of our town!
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177. Did Pa used to kill folks?
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178. I could tell your ma liked
those flowers I gave her.
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179. He ain't a saddle horse no more.
Ain't used to the feel.
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180. Take care of your sister, son.
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181. Kill a few chickens if you must.
Keep those hogs with the fever separate.
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182. If you have any problem, go see
Sally Two Trees at Ned Logan's.
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183. Whoa, whoa.
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184. Ain't been in the saddle myself
in a while.
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185. She's getting even with me
for the sins of my youth.
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186. In my youth before I met
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187. I used to be weak
and given to mistreating animals.
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188. This horse
and those hogs over there...
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189. are getting even
for the cruelty I inflicted.
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190. I used to be able to cuss...
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191. and whip a horse, but your ma
showed me the error of my ways.
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192. I'll be back in two weeks.
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193. Remember the spirit of your dear
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194. Where'd you get the money?
We ain't got any!
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195. - You told them cowboys you had!
- We was lying!
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196. Lying?
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198. You going to hump them
a thousand times?
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199. The kind of people who come for it
won't tolerate you not having it!
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200. They won't just out up your face!
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201. You stupid bitches.
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202. You stupid bitches!
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203. Shit!
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204. Damn it! Jesus!
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205. Hit your finger?
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207. Damn, you snuck up on me.
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208. What do you think of her?
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209. I heard you done the roof yourself.
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210. Roof? Jesus, I did practically
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211. The Roberts boy carried wood for me,
but that's all.
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212. What is all that wood?
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213. I'm building a porch
so I can sit of an evening...
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214. and smoke my pipe and drink coffee
and watch the sunset.
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215. Came out here just
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216. Oh, them whores...
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217. Been humping them cowboys
who been in town the last two weeks.
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218. Shit, Skinny.
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219. We got railroad barons.
We got cattle barons.
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220. You'll be the first billiard baron.
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221. They been humping and telling
every bowlegged one of them...
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222. they'll pay $1000 to whoever...
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223. kills the two boys
that cut up Delilah.
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224. Those cowboys are riding that beef
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225. Yeah.
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226. All week long?
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227. I didn't hear till last night myself.
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228. The word's probably got
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229. Nobody'll come clear from Texas.
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230. You sure they got that money?
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231. Women can lie. Asked where the
money is, they say they got none.
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232. But those five could have
squirreled it away. Maybe.
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233. That much?
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234. You could run off them two cowboys.
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235. I could run off them whores.
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236. They'll just up and
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237. Nope. They'll stay out at the Bar T.
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238. Close to their friends.
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239. Shit, could be nobody
won't come at all.
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240. Got to go.
I like your house.
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241. Well, I'll be...
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242. It's Will!
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243. Hey, Will.
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244. Come in the house out of the sun.
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245. Ned.
- Sally...
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246. - ... see to Will's horse.
- Sally.
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247. What are you doing here?
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248. Just thought I'd drop in on you.
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249. We ain't bad men no more.
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250. We're farmers.
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251. Should be easy killing them,
if they don't go on down to Texas.
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252. How long since you fired a gun
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253. Eleven.
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256. And we was young and full of beans.
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257. If you was mad at them...
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258. over some wrong,
I could see shooting them.
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259. We done stuff for money before.
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260. Yeah.
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261. We thought we did.
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262. What'd these fellows do?
Cheat at cards?
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263. Steal some strays?
Spit on a rich fellow? What?
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264. They out up a woman.
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265. What?
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266. Cut up her face, cut her eyes out,
cut her fingers off, cut her tits.
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267. Everything but her cunny,
I suppose.
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268. I'll be dogged.
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269. Guess they got it coming.
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270. Of course, Will...
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271. if Claudia was alive,
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272. Could you look in on my youngsters
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273. They got some hogs
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274. Will?
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276. Two weeks, I guess.
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277. Will?
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278. Um...
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279. What's this Kid like?
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280. Three ways?
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281. I see you still have
that Spencer rifle.
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282. Yeah.
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283. And I can still knock the
eye out of a bird flying too.
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284. Jesus, Will!
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285. He must be moving right along.
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286. We'll come across him
tomorrow, I reckon.
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287. Kind of got used to my bed.
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288. This ain't going to be like no home.
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289. That ain't the only thing I'll miss.
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290. Boy, I'm gonna—
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291. Hell, I'm sorry.
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292. Don't fret it.
It ain't nothing.
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293. She don't like it much,
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294. - Sally?
- Gave me the evil eye.
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295. You know, Sally's injun...
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296. and injuns ain't over-friendly.
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297. I don't blame her.
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298. I won't hold it against her.
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299. She knew me back then.
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300. She knew what a...
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301. no-good son of a bitch I was.
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302. She ain't allowing that I changed.
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303. She don't realize I ain't
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304. - You know, Will—
- I ain't the same.
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305. Claudia straightened me up.
Cleared me of drinking whiskey and all.
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306. Going on this killing...
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307. don't mean I'll go back
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308. Just need the money.
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309. - Get a new start for them youngsters.
- Yeah. Yeah.
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310. Remember that drover
I shot in the mouth...
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311. and his teeth came
out the back of his head?
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312. - Yeah.
- I think about him now and again.
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313. He didn't do anything
to deserve to get shot.
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314. At least nothing I remembered
when I sobered up.
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315. You was one crazy son of a bitch.
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316. No one liked me,
and the boys all thought...
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317. I'd shoot them
out of pure meanness.
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318. You ain't like that no more.
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319. Eagle, he hated my guts.
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320. Bonaparte didn't think too much of me.
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321. Quincy neither, I reckon.
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322. Quincy used to just watch
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323. scared.
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324. Like I said...
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325. you ain't like that no more.
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326. That's right.
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327. I'm just a fellow now.
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328. I ain't no different
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330. What son of a bitch shot him?
Was it one of them John Bulls?
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331. No, the would-be assassin
is a gentleman of French ancestry.
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332. Or so it seems.
I don't wish to give offense...
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333. but the French are known
to be a race of assassins...
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334. who can't shoot worth a damn.
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335. Any Frenchmen present
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336. Says here a fellow by the name
of Guiteau. G-U-I-T—
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337. Sure as hell sounds
like a John Bull to me.
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338. Again, I don't wish to give offense
when I suggest this country select...
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339. a king or even a queen,
rather than a president.
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340. One isn't that quick
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341. The majesty of royalty, you see.
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342. Maybe you don't wish
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343. but you are giving it pretty thick.
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344. This country don't need
no queens whatsoever.
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345. - When I heard about queens—
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346. What's wrong with you, Thirsty?
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347. Might be that this dude
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348. Works for the railroad
shooting Chinamen.
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349. Might be he's waiting
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350. so he can shoot him.
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351. Is that a fact, mister?
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352. You English Bob?
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354. Let's shoot some pheasants.
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355. Ten shots.
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356. At, let's say, $1 a pheasant.
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357. I'll shoot for the queen, and you...
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358. for whomever.
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359. That's eight for me and one for you.
That comes to seven American dollars.
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360. Pretty damn good shooting...
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361. for a John Bull.
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362. No doubt your aim was
affected by your grief...
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363. over the injury to your president.
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364. Come on, yeah!
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365. It's the climate that
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366. W.W.:
Does what?
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367. Induces people to shoot
persons in high places.
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368. - Yeah, uh...
It's a savage country.
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369. That's the second one
shot in 20 years.
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370. It's uncivilized shooting
persons of substance.
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371. Come on.
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374. Pardon me, gentlemen.
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375. The law obliges you to surrender
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376. Proper authority?
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377. I assure you that neither my companion
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378. We rely upon the goodwill
of our fellow man...
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379. and the forbearance of reptiles.
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380. Unarmed, my ass!
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381. Christ, it's hot!
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382. If I'm going to get shot,
I'd rather it was hot than cold.
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383. Everything hurts more when it's cold.
You know how if you hit—
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385. - I only say that—
- Clyde's back.
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386. With Little Bill?
- No.
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387. Shit!
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388. - You clean my Remington?
- Cleaned and loaded.
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389. Where's Little Bill?
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390. Building his damn porch.
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391. Building his porch?
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392. If you got shot,
would you want it to be hot or cold?
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393. I ain't gonna get shot.
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395. Of course he's coming.
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397. I don't trust nobody loading my guns
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399. Little Bill said
he was building his porch.
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400. - You seen that thing?
- It was all loaded.
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401. Clyde, you got three pistols
and you only got one arm!
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402. I don't want to get killed
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403. He don't have a straight
angle on that whole porch!
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404. Or the whole house, for that matter!
He is the worst damn carpenter.
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406. Asked what they looked like.
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407. Maybe he's tough, but he
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408. Maybe he ain't so tough.
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409. Seem like he was scared?
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410. Little Bill? Him scared?
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411. We never seen him up
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412. Killers.
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421. Uh-huh.
- If you pointed a pistol...
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427. Right.
- You would stand—
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428. How shall I put it?
In awe.
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429. A president...
Why not shoot a president?
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432. Down the street to Greely's Beer
Garden and Billiards Parlor.
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433. Say you want a game of billiards.
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434. - Billiards?
- Uh-huh.
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435. Even though
I don't really wish to play?
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436. No matter. They burned the
table in '78 for firewood.
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437. Quite right.
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438. Mr. Beauchamp,
I think a cup of tea—
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439. Hello, Bob.
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440. Boys, this here is English Bob.
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441. Shit and fried eggs.
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442. Been a long time.
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443. Run out of Chinamen?
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444. I thought that you were dead.
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445. You've shaved your chin whiskers off.
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446. I was tasting the soup
two hours after I ate it.
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447. Actually, what I heard was,
you fell off your horse...
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448. drunk, of course.
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449. And that you broke your bloody neck.
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450. I heard that one myself, Bob.
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451. Hell, I even thought I was dead.
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452. Till I found out
I was just in Nebraska.
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453. Who's he?
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454. - W.W. Beauchamp.
- Beauchamp.
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455. This is Little Bill Daggett.
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456. - And friends, of course.
- Daggett?
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457. From Newton, Hays? From Abilene?
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458. In person.
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459. You work for the railroads too?
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460. No. I write.
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461. Letters?
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462. Books, Bill. Books.
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463. Actually...
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464. he's my biographer.
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465. I wouldn't do that if I were you.
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466. It's only a book.
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467. A book?
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468. That means you boys can read.
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469. That means you saw the signs outside
town saying surrender your firearms.
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470. But like you told young Andy...
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471. you're not armed, are you?
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472. Not really, Bill.
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473. Got a Peacemaker, but that
wouldn't worry you, would it?
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474. If you don't see it.
Or better, if you don't hear it.
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475. I'm afraid so, Bob.
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476. I don't like firearms around.
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477. Be very careful with it, sonny.
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478. Charley?
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479. See what kind of books
Mr. Beauchamp is packing.
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480. Make sure you don't get wet.
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481. No shit.
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482. All he's got is writing
stuff and this book.
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483. The Duck of Death'?
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484. Duke.
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485. "The Duke."
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486. Good afternoon, gentlemen.
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487. I'll have that.32, Bob.
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488. NOW, Little Bill...
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489. you will leave me at
the mercy of my enemies.
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490. Enemies?
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491. You been talking about the queen again?
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492. On Independence Day?
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493. Easy.Easy. Easy.
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494. I guess you think I'm kicking you.
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495. But it ain't so!
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496. What I'm doing is talking!
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497. You hear?
Talking to all those goons down there in Kansas!
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498. To all those villains in Missouri!
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499. And those villains...
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500. down in Cheyenne!
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501. I'm saying there ain't no whore's gold!
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502. Even if there was,
they wouldn't want to come for it...
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503. anyhow!
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504. What are you looking at?
Go on!
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505. Scoot!
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506. Mind your own business!
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507. Hey, Will.
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508. Ever go into town?
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509. On occasion.
To sell a hog, pick up supplies.
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510. No, no, I mean...
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511. I mean, get yourself a woman.
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512. No, I never go into town for that.
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513. A man like me?
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514. Only woman I could get is
one I'd have to pay for.
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515. That ain't right, buying flesh.
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516. Claudia, rest her soul,
wouldn't want me doing that...
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517. me being a father.
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518. So...
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519. You just use your hand?
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520. I don't miss it all that much.
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521. Will!
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522. Goddamn!
Somebody's shooting at us!
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523. - Yeah.
- Shit. Did it hit you?
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524. I bumped my head
falling off my horse.
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525. Ain't shooting at us no more.
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526. Shooting way over yonder.
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527. What the hell's he shooting at?
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528. Beats the hell out of me.
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529. Reckon we in somebody's field?
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530. I didn't see nothing planted.
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531. Shooting at us again.
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532. He's shooting at the whole horizon.
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533. - Hey!
- Wait! You'll mark us!
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534. Hey, Kid!
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535. - That's the Kid shooting at us?
- Kid, it's me! Will Munny!
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536. What's he shooting at us for?
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537. Is that you?
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538. Yeah, it's me!
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539. Don't go shooting at us
no more! You hear me?
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540. Who the hell you got with you, Will?
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541. It's Ned Logan, my old partner!
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542. Don't go shooting at us, you hear?
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543. We'll get our horses
and come on over there.
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544. You ain't going to shoot, are you?
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545. No, I ain't!
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546. - Chased that horse a damn mile.
- What was you shooting at us for?
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547. I thought you was following me.
- We was.
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548. - You said if I changed my mind—
Nothing said about no partner.
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549. This here's Ned Logan.
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550. He's the Schofield Kid,
nephew to Pete Sothow.
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551. I seen two fellows following me.
My guess is, you come to kill me.
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552. We never talked about no other fellow.
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553. There's two cowboys. Better there's
three of us, if they got friends.
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554. I can take care of them two myself.
It don't take three.
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555. Ned's an awful good shot with a rifle.
Hit a bird in the eye flying.
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556. Better than you, anyhow.
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557. You wasn't even close.
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558. Get your damn hands off my rifle!
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559. Thought I'd check it for you.
Maybe something's bent.
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560. It ain't bent.
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561. - You were shooting all over!
- You'll share your half with him?
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562. I figure three ways.
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563. You figured wrong.
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564. Sorry I wasted your time, Ned.
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565. You going back with him?
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566. He's my partner.
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567. He don't go, I don't go.
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568. What's it come to, three ways?
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569. Shit!
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570. - What are you pissing on about?
- What?
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571. - What are you looking at, anyhow?
- Looking at?
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572. Clouds, Kid.
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573. Looking at them on account of
we got a storm riding up our ass.
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574. Hell, I seen them.
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575. You was smart to change your mind.
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576. - Yeah?
- Yeah.
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577. I'm a real good shot with this rifle.
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578. See that hawk?
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579. I could hit it with one shot.
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580. Hell, I could hit it too.
If I didn't mind wasting a shot.
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581. There ain't no hawk, Kid.
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582. You can't see for shit, can you?
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583. See your canteen?
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584. How far can you see?
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585. - Farenough.
- We ain't shooting canteens! How far?
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586. - 100 yards?
- More.
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587. - See that scrub oak tree yonder?
- Fuck you.
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588. - He's blind!
- I ain't blind, you asshole!
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589. Hold it!
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590. How far can you see, Kid?
50 yards?
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591. You bet your ass
I can see 50 yards, Will.
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592. I can see well enough
to shoot this son of a bitch.
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593. Hold on.
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594. Hear that, Ned?
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595. Kid can see 50 yards. Fine.
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596. Jesus!
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597. 50 yards'll do just fine.
Now let's move out.
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598. They look like real hard cases, Bob.
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599. Did you kill all seven of them?
Or just wing some of them?
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600. That you here, Bob, on the cover?
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601. "The Duck of Death"?
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602. It's the Duke.
"Duke of Death."
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603. Duke, yeah.
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604. You always were the hell in Jesus
with a pistol, but seven of them?
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605. Protecting that woman.
How do you do that?
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606. Uh, you see, uh...
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607. It's desirable in the publishing
business to take a certain...
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608. liberty when depicting
the cover scene.
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609. For reasons involving the marketplace—
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610. From what I read, the writing's not
that much different than the picture.
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611. I can assure you, Mr. Daggett...
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612. that the events described are
from eyewitness accounts.
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613. - Eyewitnesses?
- Yes, sir.
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614. Like the Duck himself, I guess.
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615. The Duke.
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616. Duck, I says.
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617. "'You have insulted the honor of
this beautiful woman, Corcoran...'
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618. said the Duck.
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619. 'You must apologize.'
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620. But Two-Gun Corcoran
would have none of it.
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621. He reached for his
pistols and would have killed him...
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622. but the Duck was faster and hot lead
blazed from his smoking six-guns."
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623. I consider that an accurate
depiction of events.
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624. There is a certain poetry to the
language which I couldn't resist.
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625. Mr. Beauchamp.
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626. I was in the Blue Bottle
Saloon in Wichita...
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627. the night English Bob
killed Corky Corcoran.
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628. I didn't see you there.
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629. Nor no woman.
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630. Nor two-gun shooters.
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631. - Nor none of this.
- You were there?
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632. Yeah, I was there.
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633. First off...
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634. Corky never carried two guns,
though he should have.
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635. W.W.:
He was called Two-Gun Corcoran.
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636. A lot of folks did call him Two-Gun,
but not because he had two pistols.
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637. It was because his dick...
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638. was longer than the barrel
on his Walker Colt.
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639. Only insulting he did was stick it
into a French lady Bob was sweet on.
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640. When Corky walked into the Blue Bottle
and before he knew what's what...
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641. Bob takes a shot at him!
And misses, he's so damn drunk.
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642. That bullet whizzing by panicked
Corky. He did the wrong thing.
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643. He hurried
and shot his damn toe off.
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644. Meantime, Bob here...
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645. aims real good
and squeezes off another...
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646. but he misses, he's still so drunk!
Hits a $1000 mirror over the bar.
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647. The Duck of Death is as good as dead
because Corky does it right.
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648. He aims real careful.
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649. - No hurry.
- And?
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650. Barn!
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651. That Walker Colt blew up in his hand,
a failing common to that model.
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652. If Corky'd had two guns instead of
a big dick, he would've been there...
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653. to defend himself to the end.
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654. Wait a minute.
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655. English Bob killed him when
he didn't even have...
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656. Bob wasn't going to wait
for Corky to grow a new hand.
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657. No, he just
walked over there real slow...
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658. because he was drunk...
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659. and shot him
through the liver.
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660. Don't like rocks
on my dadgum back!
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661. - I sure do miss my bed.
- You said that last night.
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662. Last night I said I missed my wife.
Tonight I just miss my dadgum bed!
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663. You'll miss your dadgum
roof next, I suppose.
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664. Shit!
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665. Say, Will?
Hm?
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666. That business up in Jackson County,
that really happen?
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667. - The way they say it happened?
- What business?
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668. There's two deputies up close
pointing their rifles right at you.
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669. Got you dead to rights.
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670. You pulled out your pistol
and blew them to hell.
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671. Only took a scratch yourself.
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672. Uncle Pete never seen
nothing like it...
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673. shooting your way out
of that scrape.
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674. Yeah. I don't recollect.
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675. You don't recollect?
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676. That's right.
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677. Ned...
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678. how many men you killed?
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679. Ain't you gonna answer?
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680. What the hell's that to you?
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681. To know the kind of fellow I'm riding
with, in case we get into a scrape.
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682. - How many men you killed, Kid?
- Five.
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683. How many?
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684. Five!
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685. I done killed five of them.
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686. That's including a Mexican.
He come after me with a knife.
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687. Why don't you shut up?
Get some rest.
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688. You boys are as crotchety
as a couple of old hens.
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689. Actually, then, Mr. Corcoran was faster
on the draw than the Duck—
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690. Than English Bob?
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691. Faster?
Faster was his mistake.
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692. If he hadn't rushed, he wouldn't have
shot himself in the toe.
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693. He would've killed old Bob.
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694. Look, son.
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695. Being a good shot,
being quick with a pistol...
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696. don't do no harm, but it don't mean
much next to being cool-headed.
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697. A man who'll keep his head,
not get rattled under fire...
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698. like as not he'll kill you.
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699. - But if the other fellow is quicker—
- Then he'll hurry and he'll miss.
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700. Look here.
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701. That's as fast as I can draw, aim, hit
anything more than 10 feet away.
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702. Unless it's a barn.
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703. But if he doesn't miss?
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704. He'll kill you.
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705. That's why there's so few
dangerous men around like Bob.
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706. Like me.
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707. It ain't so easy to shoot a man
if he's shooting back.
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708. - That'll flat rattle some folks.
- Yeah.
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709. - Let me show you something.
- Just a minute.
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710. Look here.
- I know. Just—
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711. Take that.
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712. Go on, take it.
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713. There's the key.
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714. Just shoot me...
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715. and you and Bob can
ride on out of here free as birds.
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716. - Is it loaded?
- Wouldn't do any good if it wasn't.
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717. First, you got to cock it.
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718. Go on, cock it.
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719. Now you got to point it.
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720. Go on. Point it.
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721. Now all you got to do
is pull the trigger.
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722. Hot, ain't it?
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723. Didn't even put your finger
on the trigger.
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724. What if...?
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725. What if I gave it to him?
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726. Give it to him.
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727. - You don't really want me to—
- Give it to him.
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728. I guess he don't want it.
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729. You were right not to take it.
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730. I'd have killed you.
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731. We could use some rain.
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732. You no-good, goddamn
pig-fucking whore!
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733. Sorry, old horse.
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734. I brung this
for when we kill them fellows.
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735. Figured we could use some now.
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736. Not me. I don't touch it no more.
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737. - Come on, it's raining.
- I know it's raining!
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738. Give some to the Kid.
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739. You think that Kid
really killed five men?
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740. No.
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741. When he talked about the time
them deputies had the drop on you...
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742. Yeah?
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743. I remember
there was three men you shot, not two.
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744. I ain't like that no more, Ned!
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745. I ain't no crazy killing fool.
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746. Still think it'll be easy
to kill them cowboys?
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747. If we don't drown first.
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748. Give these keys to the conductor.
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749. He can loose Bob's cuffs
as soon as he's outside the county.
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750. - Yeah.
- Got my pistols?
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751. I guess you know, Bob...
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752. that if I see you again
I'll just shoot in self-defense.
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753. I didn't steal your biographer!
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754. He's staying on his own account!
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755. He can go stuff himself
as well, can't he?
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756. The plague on the whole
stinking lot of you!
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757. Without morals or laws!
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758. And all you whores!
You got no laws and no honor!
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759. It's no wonder you all
emigrated to America!
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760. Because they wouldn't have you
in England!
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761. You're a lot of savages!
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762. You're all a bunch of bloody savages!
A curse on you!
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763. I'll be back!
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764. - Nobody's going to come...
- Huh?
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765. after what Little Bill done
to that Englishman.
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766. Delilah, can't you
get them tables clean?
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767. Cover your face, somebody might hump
you and you wouldn't have to clean.
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768. - What do they call that face cover?
- A veil.
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769. Yeah. Get a veil!
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770. Rain's coming.
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771. Thank God.
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772. Will?
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773. You sure?
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774. You all right, Will?
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775. Fellow asking for you.
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776. Tonight?
You ain't joshing?
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777. This way, mister.
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778. Must be randy as hell
to come out in this shit.
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779. "No, no!
You're wrong, Little Bill!" he said.
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780. "That's not a Curly J.
That's a Bobbed J!"
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781. He had changed it over.
And I said to him:
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782. "Jim, you're a liar
and a horse thief!"
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783. When he saw nobody would help him,
he started crying...
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784. and sobbing
and just carrying on.
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785. He said, "God, please,
don't kill me, Bill!"
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786. So I said, "Jim, it makes me sick..."
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787. - Open the window, will you?
- Yeah.
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788. "... to see a man carrying
two pistols and a Henry rifle...
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789. and crying like a damn baby."
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790. W.W.: So you killed him?
- No.
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791. But I should have.
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792. I can't abide them kind.
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793. You see them in the taverns.
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794. Tramps and drunk teamsters.
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795. - Crazed miners.
- Yeah.
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796. Sporting their pistols and
acting like they was bad men.
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797. But without any sand or character.
Not even any bad character.
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798. - I do not like assassins.
- Assassins.
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799. Or men of low character.
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800. - Like your friend, English Bob.
- Uh-huh.
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801. - But, now Bob was no coward.
- No.
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802. He wouldn't cry
and carry on like that—
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803. Sheriff... I just...
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804. I don't have any more receptacles.
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805. Maybe you should hang the carpenter.
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806. What?
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807. Oh, uh...
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808. I was just saying because of the...
You hang...
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809. Doesn't matter.
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810. What the hell?
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811. On a night like this!
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812. - Who the hell is it?
Deputy Charley Hecker, Bill.
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813. What?
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814. Three fellows just come into town.
They're down to Greely's.
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815. At least two of them got guns.
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816. What the hell's keeping that Kid?
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817. You don't suppose he's up—
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818. Jesus, Will!
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819. You look like shit.
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820. You remember Eagle Hendershot?
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821. Yeah.
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822. I saw him.
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823. Will, he's dead.
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824. No, I saw him, Ned.
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825. His head was broke open.
You could see inside of it.
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826. Jesus! You got a fever.
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827. - Take a drink, will you?
- Worms were coming out.
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828. Look, I'm going up
to see what's keeping the Kid.
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829. Must be getting an advance
from one of the sporting ladies.
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830. If I was to...
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831. If it worked out that I could take
a little time for myself...
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832. I mean you wouldn't...
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833. I guess you wouldn't want to come.
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834. Give me the pistol.
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835. I says give me over your pistol.
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836. I ain't drunk.
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837. Ordinance says you got to turn in
your firearms to my office...
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838. day or night.
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839. I guess you didn't see the sign,
because of the weather.
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840. No.
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841. But I ain't...
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842. I ain't armed.
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843. What about your friends upstairs?
They got any pistols?
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844. They ain't armed either.
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845. Spilled your whiskey.
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846. - I said—
What's your name?
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847. - William...
William?
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848. Hendershot.
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849. Well, Mr. William Hendershot...
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850. what if I was to say you was
a no-good son of a bitch and a liar?
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851. And if I was to say you shit in your
pants because of a cowardly soul...
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852. I bet you'd show me that pistol
quick and kill me. Isn't that so?
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853. Maybe, yeah, I guess.
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854. But the fact is...
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855. I ain't carrying no firearm.
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856. Get up.
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857. Come on.
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858. What's this for,
snakes and such?
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859. Yeah.
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860. We don't have any snakes in here,
Mr. Hendershot.
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861. Well...
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862. It ain't loaded or...
Powder's wet.
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863. You see, Mr. Beauchamp?
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864. This is the trash
I was speaking of!
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865. They're in all the saloons
in all your prosperous communities!
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866. Wichita!
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867. Over in Cheyenne!
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868. Abilene!
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869. But not in the town of Big Whiskey.
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870. Hurry up!
You know what to tell Bill.
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871. Look for that lone pine.
Miss the pine, you won't find it.
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872. Forget the shirt!
Put the boots on!
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873. What'll we do about Will?
Come on, Kid!
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874. Let's hope them horses are still there!
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875. Let the man out, W.W.
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876. He's desiring to leave the hospitality
of Big Whiskey behind him.
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877. Easy!
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878. - She's got to turn a dollar a time.
- Why'd they lit out the back window?
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879. They seen you beating on their friend.
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880. - They come for the billiards, honest.
Billiards?
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881. - They were just passing through?
- They was going to Fort Buford.
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882. You kicked the shit
out of an innocent man.
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883. Innocent?
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884. Innocent of what?
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885. Ah, Jesus.
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886. Jesus, Ned! You done this before?
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887. Plenty of times.
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888. His pistol must've jammed.
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889. Here. Bring that candle in closer.
I can't see.
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890. He wouldn't take no beating
if it hadn't jammed.
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891. He wouldn't give it over
and not shoot.
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892. He don't look so good.
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893. He didn't even pull his pistol?
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894. He ain't as tough as you, Kid.
I'd have pulled my pistol.
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895. You did!
Out of the lady and out the window!
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896. - That was your idea! I—
- We got to go.
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897. What? I'm ready for another advance.
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898. You'll use it all up.
No more advances.
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899. Sweetheart, we're just waiting
on this weather to clear!
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900. We're going to need more food!
About three days' worth.
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901. Three days?
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902. We can kill them tomorrow.
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903. - I don't kill nobody without him.
- We don't need him! We can do it.
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904. Besides...
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905. he ain't nothing
but a broken-down pig farmer.
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906. We'll bring food
in the morning, and some whiskey too!
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907. And some medicine if you got any!
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908. Don't it make you sick hearing him?
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909. Don't you ladies worry!
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910. Me and Ned, we'll kill them two
sons of bitches for you!
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911. Claudia.
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912. Will?
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913. - Claudia's not here.
- Is that you, Ned?
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914. I seen him.
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915. I seen the Angel of Death.
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916. I seen a river, Ned.
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917. - He's got snake eyes.
- Who's got snake eyes?
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918. It's the Angel of Death.
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919. Oh, Ned. Oh, Ned.
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920. I'm scared of dying.
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921. Easy, partner.
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922. I seen Claudia too.
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923. That's good you saw Claudia, ain't it?
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924. Her face was all covered with worms.
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925. Ned, I'm scared.
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926. I'm dying.
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927. You won't—
No, don't tell nobody.
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928. Don't tell my kids...
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929. none of the things I done.
You hear me?
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930. All right, Will.
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931. He's gonna die, ain't he?
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932. Maybe.
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933. Supposing he does?
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934. We'll bury him.
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935. That ain't what I mean.
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936. You mean, will I help
you kill them cowboys?
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937. I can't spot them myself.
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938. But you could.
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939. That big bastard, you could spot him
a half-mile off, I bet.
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940. And if I spot him?
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941. Then I ride up close and shoot him.
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942. Just like that?
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943. I'm a damn killer.
I done it before.
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944. I'm more of a killer than he is.
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945. Yeah?
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946. Yeah.
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947. I thought you was an angel.
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948. You ain't dead.
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949. Some big fellow...
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950. kicked the hell out of me.
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951. I must look like you now.
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952. You don't look nothing like me.
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953. No offense meant.
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954. You got to be the one
those cowboys cut up.
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955. My partners, Ned and that Kid...
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956. they around?
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957. They went out scouting
when your fever broke.
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958. Scouting?
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959. Out to the Bar T...
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960. looking for them.
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961. How long I been here?
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962. Three days.
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963. Are you hungry or...?
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964. Three days?
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965. I ought to be...
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966. I thought I was gone.
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967. I wouldn't normally pay no notice
to high country like this...
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968. trees,
but I'm sure noticing now.
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969. Thought I was dying for sure.
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970. I brought your hat.
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971. You left it down at Greely's.
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972. Thanks.
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973. That sheriff...
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974. - He still looking for me?
- Little Bill?
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975. No, he thinks you went south.
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976. Are you really gonna
kill them cowboys?
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977. I guess.
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978. Still a payment coming, isn't there?
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979. Them other two, your friends...
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980. they been taking
advances on the payment.
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981. Advances?
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982. - Free ones.
- Free ones?
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983. Alice and Silky been
giving them free ones.
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984. I see.
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985. Would you like a free one?
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986. No. I guess not.
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987. I didn't mean with me.
I meant...
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988. Alice and Silky would be happy
to give you a free one if you wanted.
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989. That's all I meant.
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990. I didn't mean...
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991. I didn't want a free one
because you been cut up and all.
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992. What I said about you looking like me,
that ain't true.
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993. You ain't ugly like me.
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994. It's just that we both got scars.
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995. You're a beautiful woman,
and if I wanted a free one...
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996. I'd want it with you
more than the other two.
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997. It's just that...
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998. I can't on account of my wife.
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999. Your wife?
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1000. Yeah. You see?
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1001. I admire you for that.
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1002. For being true to your wife.
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1003. I've known a lot of men...
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1004. who weren't.
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1005. I suppose.
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1006. Is she back in Kansas?
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1007. Yeah.
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1008. She's watching over my young ones.
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1009. Hang on!
Get the damn iron!
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1010. Davey! Davey!
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1011. Jesus, fellas!
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1012. Jesus, boys, my leg's broke!
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1013. I'm pinned, boys!
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1014. Better finish him, Ned.
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1015. He ain't dead? You didn't get him?
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1016. He got the boy's horse.
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1017. Finish him before he gets clear.
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1018. Get behind them rocks.
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1019. Get over there!
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1020. - What happened? He ain't killed?
Hurry up, Davey!
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1021. What's going on?
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1022. He gets in those rocks,
we won't get him.
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1023. - Unless we go down there.
What rocks?
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1024. Why don't you shoot?
What's going on?
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1025. Shoot!
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1026. - Will...
You backshooting bastards!
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1027. I ain't very good with one of these.
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1028. Keep going, Davey! The rocks!
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1029. Did you get him?
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1030. Where is he?
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1031. How many more shots do I have?
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1032. How many more shots do I have?
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1033. - Two.
- Two.
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1034. Bastards!
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1035. - Go, Davey!
- Did you get him?
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1036. Here, reload this.
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1037. Slim.
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1038. - You missed him.
- I got him.
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1039. They shot me, boys.
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1040. - He ain't killed.
They shot me.
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1041. Maybe, maybe not.
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1042. Got him through the gut, I think.
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1043. Think he'll die?
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1044. You think we killed him?
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1045. They shot me, boys.
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1046. Yeah.
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1047. We killed him, I guess.
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1048. I'm dying, boys!
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1049. Then you shouldn't have out up
no woman, you asshole!
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1050. Jesus, I'm so thirsty!
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1051. Give me some water, please!
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1052. Please, Slim!
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1053. I'm bleeding, Slim!
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1054. Drink of water, please.
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1055. Give him a drink of water,
goddamn it!
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1056. Give me a drink of water, Slim!
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1057. Give him some water, for chrissake!
We ain't gonna shoot!
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1058. - You ain't gonna shoot?
- No.
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1059. Hold on, Davey-boy!
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1060. Here I come now!
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1061. Don't shoot me,
you bastards!
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1062. Davey. Shit!
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1063. Davey!
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1064. They take him water'?
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1065. Yeah.
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1066. Jesus, Johnny! They shot him!
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1067. Hold on now!
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1068. No!
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1069. You murdering bastards!
You killed our Davey-boy!
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1070. When will we double back?
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1071. After a ways.
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1072. Not me.
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1073. - I'm heading back down to Kansas.
- We got to kill the other one first.
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1074. With any luck, we'll find him
by nightfall or in the morning.
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1075. We'll shoot him
and head back with the money.
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1076. - Do you want the Spencer?
- It's no time to quit.
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1077. - You'll lose your share.
- Shut up!
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1078. I'll see you, Will.
So long, Kid.
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1079. Ned.
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1080. Here. I ain't no good
with that damn thing.
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1081. Me and the Kid'll head over
to that ranch and we'll shoot him.
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1082. We'll meet up with you,
get our money, and go back together.
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1083. Suppose he don't go back
to the ranch?
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1084. He ain't going into town
or stay out in the open country.
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1085. He'll hole up at that ranch.
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1086. I ain't waiting.
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1087. I'll look in on your young ones.
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1088. Hey, Ned.
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1089. Forget what the Kid said
about the money.
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1090. I'll bring your share.
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1091. Kid's full of shit.
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1092. Little Bill? Little Bill?
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1093. Just doing some repairs up here.
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1094. They killed one of them cowboys.
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1095. Shit!
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1096. Parson said he saw three men,
right after sunup, headed east.
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1097. One was on a dun and another
was on a flea-bitten gray.
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1098. He didn't know what the third one
was on, maybe an appaloosa.
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1099. Amos says to ask if the county
will pay for feed for all the horses.
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1100. Witherspoon won't sell us
no more shells without pay.
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1101. Hell, use my dogs!
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1102. Then the county's got
to be responsible.
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1103. Get on out there to the Bar T
and make sure that other cowboy...
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1104. stays put
and don't expose himself.
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1105. All right.
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1106. I didn't think they'd really do it.
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1107. Think they come up
from Kansas to fuck us?
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1108. That Kid, he's just a boy
and the other one...
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1109. Will, the nice one,
being so true to his wife...
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1110. Wife?
He ain't got no wife.
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1111. - Yes, he does. He—
- He ain't got no wife.
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1112. Not above ground, anyways.
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1113. Murdering whores!
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1114. He had it coming!
He had it coming for what he done!
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1115. And the other one too!
Both of them for what they done!
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1116. We got one!
They got one.
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1117. We got one!
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1118. We got one, sheriff!
Out by Cow Creek!
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1119. - Is he alive?
- Hell, yeah!
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1120. Bunch of us from Bar T went looking
because they killed one of our own.
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1121. Come across the bastard
on a roan heading south.
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1122. He admit it?
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1123. No. But I guess he will soon enough.
Had a Spencer rifle on him.
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1124. They messing him up?
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1125. Little bit.
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1126. Clyde, Andy.
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1127. Get out there. Find out
what happened to those other two!
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1128. See anything out there, Buck?
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1129. Hell, yes!
Seen about 200 fellows packing rifles.
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1130. Got the place surrounded.
Say they want Quick Mike's ass.
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1131. I said, "How much?" They says, "Five."
I said, "Dollars?"
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1132. They said, "Cents."
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1133. I said, "Sold."
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1134. Well, I ain't worried!
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1135. Because I got me some protection.
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1136. Tell you where them is?
- Nope.
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1137. Any names?
- Only told us his name, Ned Roundtree.
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1138. Bring him in. So Ned...
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1139. you'll want to tell me
and Mr. Beauchamp here...
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1140. all about your two friends.
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1141. I'll want the names and
whereabouts of those son of a bitches.
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1142. Sure is ripe.
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1143. Yeah. Going to get a lot riper.
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1144. Think he's still in there?
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1145. He's in there.
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1146. He's holding on to his shit
like it was money.
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1147. He's in there.
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1148. - Tell me right off if you see him.
- Yeah.
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1149. You won't shoot him your own self?
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1150. You can shoot him.
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1151. Now you and Mr. Quincy and...
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1152. What was the young fellow's name?
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1153. Elroy Tate.
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1154. No, that's not what you said.
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1155. - Hell if it ain't!
- No, you said:
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1156. "Elroy Quincy out of Medicine Hat...
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1157. and Henry Tate out of Cheyenne."
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1158. Hell if I did.
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1159. - Hell if I did.
- Charley?
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1160. Go get them whores that
pumped these boys that night.
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1161. Strawberry Alice and Silky?
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1162. Go on and get them!
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1163. Now, Ned.
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1164. Them whores are going to tell
different lies than you.
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1165. And when their lies
ain't the same as your lies...
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1166. Well, I ain't going to hurt no woman.
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1167. But I'm going to hurt you.
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1168. Not gentle like before...
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1169. but bad.
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1170. Where you going?
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1171. - The shithouse.
- Let me finish.
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1172. To protect me while I take a dump?
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1173. - You'll get bushwhacked.
- I'll fart on them.
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1174. I'll go.
- Yeah, you can wipe my ass, Thirsty.
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1175. Hell with him. He ain't polite,
he should get shot.
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1176. Is that him?
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1177. Yeah, that's him.
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1178. All right, Kid. Go get him.
He's all yours.
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1179. Assassins!
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1180. Shoot him!
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1181. No.
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1182. No, no!
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1183. Come on, goddamn it!
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1184. - Did you get him?
- Yeah.
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1185. Cover me.
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1186. - I can't see them!
Just shoot!
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1187. Was it like that in the old days?
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1188. Everybody riding out, shooting...
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1189. smoke all over, folks yelling,
bullets whizzing by?
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1190. I guess so.
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1191. Shit, I thought they'd get us.
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1192. I was even scared a little.
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1193. For a minute.
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1194. You ever scared in them days?
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1195. I can't remember.
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1196. I was drunk most of the time.
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1197. I shot that fucker three times!
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1198. He was taking a shit,
went for his pistol and I blazed away.
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1199. First shot...
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1200. I got him right in the chest.
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1201. Say, Will?
- Yeah?
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1202. That was the first one.
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1203. First one what?
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1204. First one I ever killed.
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1205. Yeah?
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1206. You know how I said I shot five men?
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1207. It weren't true.
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1208. That Mexican with the knife?
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1209. I just busted his leg with a shovel.
I didn't kill him or nothing.
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1210. You sure killed
the hell out of that fellow today.
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1211. Hell, yeah!
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1212. Killed the hell out of him, didn't I?
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1213. Three shots and he was taking a shit.
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1214. Take a drink, Kid.
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1215. Jesus Christ!
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1216. It don't seem real.
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1217. How he ain't gonna
never breath again, ever.
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1218. How he's dead.
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1219. And the other one too.
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1220. On account of pulling a trigger.
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1221. It's a hell of a thing, killing a man.
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1222. You take away all he's got...
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1223. and all he's ever gonna have.
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1224. I guess they had it coming.
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1225. We all have it coming, Kid.
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1226. I was watching
that you weren't followed.
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1227. Silky and Faith rode off to the east
and two deputies followed them.
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1228. You want to help me count this?
- I trust you.
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1229. Don't go trusting me too much.
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1230. In fact, we'll give Ned his share
together.
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1231. You'll know I ain't holding out on you.
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1232. Ned's share?
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1233. He went south.
We'll catch up.
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1234. He's dead.
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1235. What do you mean, dead?
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1236. He went south yesterday.
He ain't dead.
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1237. They killed him.
I thought you knew.
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1238. Nobody killed Ned!
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1239. He didn't kill anyone.
He went south!
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1240. Why would anybody kill Ned'?
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1241. Who killed him?
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1242. Little Bill.
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1243. The Bar T boys caught him...
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1244. and Little Bill beat him up.
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1245. He was making him answer questions,
beating him up. Then Ned just died.
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1246. They got a sign on him
says he was a killer.
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1247. A sign on him?
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1248. In front of Greely's.
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1249. A sign on him in front of Greely's!
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1250. These questions he was asking...
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1251. what kind were they?
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1252. About where you and him was.
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1253. Then what?
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1254. A cowboy come in saying
you killed Quick Mike in the shithouse.
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1255. So Little Bill killed him
for what we done?
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1256. Not on purpose.
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1257. But he started hurting him worse.
Making him tell stuff.
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1258. First, Ned wouldn't talk.
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1259. Then Little Bill hurt him so
bad, he said who you was.
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1260. He said how you was really
William Munny out of Missouri.
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1261. Little Bill said, "The one
who dynamited...
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1262. the railroad in '69,
killing women and children?"
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1263. Ned said you done a lot worse.
Said you was...
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1264. more cold-blooded than Will Bonney.
Said if he hurt Ned again...
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1265. you'd come kill him
like you killed the U.S. marshal in '70.
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1266. That didn't scare him, did it?
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1267. No, sir.
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1268. Give me your Schofield.
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1269. What for, Will?
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1270. - Give it to me.
- Yeah. Sure.
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1271. You want it, keep it.
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1272. I won't use it.
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1273. I won't kill nobody no more.
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1274. I ain't like you, Will.
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1275. You better ride on back, miss.
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1276. Go on, keep all of it.
It's yours.
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1277. What about spectacles
and fancy clothes?
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1278. I'd rather be blind and ragged
than dead.
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1279. You don't have to worry, Kid.
I ain't going to kill you.
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1280. You're the only friend I got.
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1281. Take this money and give my half
and Ned's half to my kids.
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1282. Tell them if I ain't back in a week,
to give half to Sally.
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1283. You keep the rest.
Get them spectacles.
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1284. You'll go kill Little Bill?
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1285. Stay clear of folks you see.
There'll be a lot out to hang you.
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1286. Get going.
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1287. I'll say this just one
more time, so don't ask me again!
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1288. Those on today's posse got one drink
coming from the county budget!
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1289. And those who rode yesterday
get one for that too.
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1290. Hold it!
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1291. That's two! After that, it comes
out of your own pocket! You hear?
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1292. Yes, sir.
- We'll pull out early in the morning.
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1293. We'll chase them clear to Texas,
so don't spend too much money.
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1294. We'll divide up into four parties!
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1295. We'll hit all the farms and trails
in a big circle.
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1296. We're bound to find somebody
who's seen these skunks.
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1297. Who owns this shithole?
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1298. You, fat man. Speak up.
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1299. I own this establishment.
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1300. I bought it from Greely for $1000.
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1301. - Better clear out.
Yes, sir.
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1302. Hold it!
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1303. Hold it!
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1304. Sir, you are
a cowardly son of a bitch!
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1305. You just shot an unarmed man.
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1306. He should've armed himself...
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1307. if he's going to decorate his saloon
with my friend.
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1308. You'd be William Munny
out of Missouri...
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1309. killer of women and children.
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1310. That's right.
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1311. I killed women and children.
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1312. Killed just about everything
that walks or crawls.
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1313. And I'm here to kill you, Little Bill.
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1314. For what you did to Ned.
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1315. You boys better move away.
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1316. All right, gentlemen.
He's got one barrel left.
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1317. When he fires it,
use your pistols...
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1318. and shoot him down
like the mangy scoundrel he is!
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1319. Misfire! Kill the son of a bitch!
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1320. Ah!
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1321. Any man don't want to get killed,
better clear on out the back.
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1322. I'm shot! I'm shot!
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1323. You ain't shot.
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1324. Please.
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1325. I don't have a gun.
I am not armed.
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1326. Pick up that rifle.
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1327. - Pick it up.
- I... I...
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1328. Shells too.
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1329. Oh, God.
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1330. You killed Little Bill.
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1331. Sure you ain't armed?
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1332. I'm not.
I don't have a gun.
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1333. I've never had a gun.
I'm a writer!
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1334. - A writer?
- Yeah.
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1335. - Letters and such?
- Books.
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1336. - Books.
- Yeah.
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1337. W.W.: I don't believe it, you killed
five men. Single-handed.
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1338. Yeah.
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1339. W.W.:
Uh...
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1340. - That's a Spencer rifle, right?
- Right.
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1341. Who'd you kill first?
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1342. Huh?
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1343. "When confronted by superior numbers...
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1344. an experienced gunfighter will
fire on the best shot first."
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1345. - Is that so?
- Little Bill said that.
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1346. You probably killed him first.
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1347. I was lucky in the order.
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1348. I'm always lucky
when it comes to killing folks.
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1349. That so? Who was next?
Clyde, right?
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1350. You killed Clyde,
or it was Deputy Andy—
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1351. All I can tell you is,
who'll be last.
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1352. I don't deserve this.
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1353. To die like this.
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1354. I was building a house.
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1355. Deserve's got nothing to do with it.
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1356. I'll see you in hell, William Munny.
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1357. Yeah.
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1358. All right, I'm coming out!
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1359. Any man I see out there, I'll kill him!
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1360. Anyone takes a shot at me...
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1361. I'm not only going to kill him,
but his wife and all his friends.
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1362. And burn his damn house down!
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1363. Nobody better shoot!
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1364. Charley, go ahead.
Shoot him!
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1365. I can't.
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1366. Hell, no!
I ain't no deputy!
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1367. You better bury Ned right!
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1368. You better not cut up
nor otherwise harm no whores!
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1369. Or I'll come back and kill every
one of you sons of bitches.
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